
For Just Jot it January – Servant
My mind skips and jumps,
hums with scraps of logic
and long forgotten songs
I need to tighten the reins
on the fears that flitter
at the periphery of my vision
No more shall I be a servant
to distracted, pain-filled abstracts
I shall be the master of my own mind
Oh look, coffee ….
Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP
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Nice poem to the servant prompt..
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Thanks so much š
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Excellent. Love it.
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Thanks so much it was fun. My mind the past few days is just a jumbled mess. Stupid steroid therapy! š
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It’s good to find focus. Even for a short while. Although for different reasons, I know what it’s like to live with a mind that’s a jumbled mess. Yet it was during my years of illness that I wrote The Spinner’s Game (1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th & 5th drafts) š
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